Circle of life
Amalgamation of the molested divine
A choice of comforts or truth
Hanging by the skin of just one tooth
A fang perhaps, or a dulled gnaw
Our gums always have blood on them because our food is always raw
Still alive and still pointlessly kicking
Turn around for a moment
So I can show you the place of this knife I plan on sticking
Kill everything kill everyone even and watch them bleed out if you must
You've been polishing your pawns for so long you've let your metal turn to rust
I'm getting sick of it, I already am
I think that if I died quietly still no one would understand
The point, the point I never really tried to make
This point is far too sharp for you to just ignorantly take
So Now you've been cut and your infested innards are out in the open
The insects crawl up to your mouth
In hopes to prevent you from speaking whats already been spoken
I am fighting the urge to hate
With the desire to kill
At the moment I can only salivate at the thought of the thrill
I called to the ancient darkness
That raped my feeble soul
I once was a dull boy
But by evil made whole
I didn't cry for friends and family
I don't care for the loss of love
I never felt more alive
Than when I killed the god above!
The slave to unholy logic